teacup
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Yesterday I looked into my teacupAnd saw the oceanI drank the ocean I was the oceanBefore I was a massive blue expanse stretching into a sapphire line where the sky meets meI was a boyI was a small drop of water on the mountain peakFindin
I could live without,
but I don't want to.
I couldn't start my day right,
and my nights wouldn't be the same.
The heat wouldn't run through my veins,
not through me at all.
Life would drag,
A hug in a cup,
The steam rises,
Soothes my soul,
Calms my fears which never leave
As I hope for tomorrow,
My lips at the brim,
The warmth rushes and hydrates,
Replenishing the comfort,
